Elzevira

Tiempo que acompaña la tristeza
Tiempo en una copa de cerveza
Tiempo de decir lo que uno piensa
Tiempo de santos, tiempo de princesas.

Tiempo de que callen las pistolas
Tiempo de desfiles a la moda
Tiempo de demócratas farsantes
Tiempo de horteras tiempo de pedantes.

Tiempo de las grandes mayorías
Tiempo de los ídolos de barro
Tiempo de orejeras, burro y carro.

Tiempo que encadena melodías
Tiempo de saberse minoría
Tiempo de sentirse entre tus brazos
Tiempo del amor, tiempo del abrazo.

Tiempo que transforma la materia
Tiempo de virus y bacterias
Tiempo de paz para la guerra
Tiempo de odio, tiempo y de miseria.

Tiempo de satélites en órbita
Tiempo para hacernos más idiotas
Tiempo digital en la retina
Tiempo que pasa y contamina
Tiempo de terror tiempo de suicidas.

Tiempo de mercados y valores
tiempos de gente que no come
Tiempo de concursos y de chistes
Tiempos de estrellas que no existen
Tiempo de famosos asesinos
Tiempo de rosas tiempo de vino.

Estos tiempos.

Luis Pastor

Luis Pastor

Plain Gold Ring"

Plain gold ring on his finger he wore
It was where everyone could see
He belonged to someone, but not me
On his hand was a plain gold ring

Plain gold ring had a story to tell
It was one that I knew too well
And in my heart it will never be spring
Long as he wears that plain gold ring

Nighttime comes calling on me
I know why I'll never be free
I can't stop these teardrops of mine
I'm gonna love him till the end of time

Plain gold ring has but one thing to say
I'll remember till my dying days
In my heart it will never be spring
Long as he wears that plain gold ring

Plain gold ring on his finger he wore
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore

George Stone

Take a bus, who needs a car
We'll eat here, take this seat near the door
Well, I'm not hungry much now, are you?
Is it okay if I share yours with you?
I've got no money and I think, I believe that you knew

Remember the moon on the wall, didn't she shine?
The taste of the sheets and the feel of the wine
Wasn't I glad that you was mine
In the Grande Affaire?

Take a boat, maybe a plane
Anywhere now, 'cept Greece or Spain
For sure, I know where I am
I see canals, this is Amsterdam
I got friends here and they know, they can say who I am

Remember the room without any view?
Frightened of meeting someone that we knew
No farewells or how do you dos
In the Grande Affaire

Now I've stayed in all the best hotels
And there's white coated waiters attend me
And I look at the beautiful girls
Do they really believe they can bend me?

Well, I drive now, seldom I walk
I can speak French, but I'd rather not talk
Which suit will I wear tonight?
Take out the brown, but in the end wear the white
After shade stepping out stepping into the light

Remember the moon on the wall, didn't she shine?
The year was all wrong so we sent back the wine
Wasn't you glad that you was mine
In the Grande Affaire?

Ralph MacTell

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